Renegade Immortal

The white-haired old man kept retreating, his eyes showing overwhelming fighting intent, and he repeatedly clicked the hand seal forward several times with both hands. Every time he clicked it, there would be a roar in his body, and he started to resist the power of the residual night.

The old man's cultivation was extremely astonishing, and Wang Lin's Can Ye's magical power was not perfect. Amidst the loud rumbling sound, the old man retreated thousands of feet away, finally neutralizing Can Ye's power and dissipating in front of him.

Outside his body, the crimson halo was like blood. Behind him, the halo came out even more illusively, turning into a size of tens of thousands of feet, shocking the earth. The crimson light spread crazily, covering all directions.

"You have received my magic power, and I will also receive yours!" The white-haired old man's expression was extremely serious. At this moment, he no longer had any old aura on his body, but instead, there was a shocking burst of cultivation. , the crimson halo behind him became even thicker, as if pushing his body, causing the old man to rush forward, covering a thousand feet in an instant, heading straight towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression was calm, and there was not much energy left in his body in the remaining night, but in his eyes, there was the same fierce fighting spirit, especially between his eyebrows, the stars of the rules transformed by the artistic conception flickered out, rapidly Rotating, as it rotated, the power of heaven and earth gathered towards Wang Lin crazily at this moment.

With his cultivation level, it would be extremely difficult to kill the most powerful person in the world today, unless his injuries are completely recovered, unless he breaks the seal, no longer limits his own cultivation level, and reaches the state of Nirvana perfectly. ! It's possible! But right now, all this is obviously impossible to do.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and at the moment when the white-haired old man came, he raised his right hand in front of him. With this wave, his sleeves swung, but a mighty force suddenly came out from under his feet. The outgoing sea stirred up crazily.

At the same time, a picture appeared in Wang Lin's mind. In the picture, in an endless ocean, a huge stone gate suddenly stood up, as high as an arrow, exuding eternal vicissitudes, as if it had existed since the beginning of the world!

This scene is exactly the Gate of Flowing Moon that he had stored in his heart in the Wind Immortal World and taken away!

As the picture emerged in his mind, this picture quickly replaced everything in Wang Lin's mind. With a wave of his right hand, the picture that had been brought into his heart was displayed in the world in a strange way. Among!

As his right hand moved, the waves on the sea roared, the waves rose wildly into the sky, and a huge whirlpool appeared. In the earth-shaking, there was a loud rumbling sound, but it was a huge stone door that suddenly rushed out from the sea. , in an instant, the scene displayed in the world was exactly the same as the scene in his mind!

As soon as this huge stone door came out, an indescribable pressure suddenly enveloped the world, making all the monks around who were still immersed in the remaining night,

One by one, they woke up, but the moment they woke up, they were shocked again. They looked at the stone gate in the sea, and a feeling of time could not help but fill their hearts.

The white-haired old man who hit him suddenly paused and took a breath, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. After seeing Can Ye, he already thought that this was the limit of Wang Lin's magical power, but now, at the stone gate, The moment it appeared, his mind was shaken. With his cultivation, he had a clearer sense of the years on the stone door, and there was something vaguely wrong with him.

"How could this person have so many magical powers?! From the beginning to the end, he has not come up with any magic weapon. He has such strength just by relying on his magical powers. This person is too strong!" The old man took a deep breath. , but the fighting spirit in his eyes is even stronger. His identity in the Wuji Sect does not allow him to retreat!

His cultivation did not allow him to retreat immediately without a fight, although he vaguely felt that after the stone gate appeared, there seemed to be subtle changes between heaven and earth.

At the moment when the stone gate broke out of the sea, Wang Lin's body did not move, but the stone gate was at his feet, quickly lifting his body up, lowering his head, as if looking down at all living beings!

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, without any color contained in them, but there was a desolate atmosphere. The aura of luck was like the wind world. It was so thick that it couldn't be broken away. When the stone gate appeared, there was a howling wind. Come, blow across the sea, blow through the stone gate, and hover in the heaven and earth.

Wang Lin's figure stood on the stone door, and the desolation was even stronger. Standing there, he seemed to be standing on the top of the world, but in this position, there was nothing but the sky, and he seemed extremely lonely and lonely.

It was in this loneliness that the feeling of desolation became stronger, as if he had been accompanying him through countless years and an eternal fleeting time.

The figure of the white-haired old man roared towards him, the crimson light outside his body flashed crazily, and the ten thousand feet red ring behind him came with it, forming a force that destroyed the heaven and earth, pressing towards Wang Lin without stopping. !

Even as he moved forward, the earth and the sea roared, and there was a roaring sound, but the real Dabi platform was shattered and collapsed.

The Dabi platform, which occupied a small half of the Cultivation Star, collapsed at this moment, turned into rubble, and was swept into the sea. Even the sky was at this moment. As the old man moved forward, countless cracks appeared, as if it was about to be destroyed. Tear!

What was even more astonishing was that at this moment, almost all of the monks watching around him had a bright red dot appear in their eyebrows. This red dot flashed red, like the essence of blood all over the body.

Only a handful of monks were unable to function, trying to fight against the blood spots appearing between their eyebrows!

This blood spot was the rule of the white-haired old man's lifelong cultivation. However, at this moment, his powerful cultivation burst out crazily, disturbing the world and at the same time affecting nearly a hundred thousand monks around him!

The old man shouted low, and rushed out again, approaching Wang Lin quickly. But the moment he approached Wang Lin Baizhang, Wang Lin's double sun suddenly flashed, as if he had awakened from those years, lowered his head, and his eyes fell on the white On the body of an old man.

The moment the sun set, the white-haired old man was immediately shocked, but he felt more clearly that the subtle changes between heaven and earth turned out to be time!

"Liuyue..." Wang Lin's voice was very soft and indifferent, but the moment it came out, it blended into the white-haired old man's mind, affecting his memory, causing the old man's body to stop in an instant, and actually floated. In mid-air, confusion and struggle were faintly visible in his eyes. Liuyue Dutong attacks not the body, nor the soul, but the memory!

Even on Wang Lin's way to the Wuji Sect, he gradually discovered that the flowing moon was actually similar to the Tao Elimination technique of the old man in the Colorful World! One breath for a hundred years!

The movement of heaven and earth, at this moment, seemed to have become eternity, and the flow of years became silent, passing quietly, one breath after another... In the blink of an eye, ten breaths passed.

The wrinkles on the white-haired old man's face seemed to have dissipated a lot, but the struggle in his eyes was even more intense. At this moment, he was immersed in his own memory, and the thousands of years were like being blown by the wind, page by page. Unrolled, turning ruthlessly...

The memory of the old man was not the only one that was turning over, but also the memory of the nearly 100,000 monks around him. All the years and thousands of years passed by like a snap of fingers and ten breaths of all those whose minds were sinking. The eternity of time shows a moment of youth, like a big hand in this world, opening the sealed confusion. The breath passed by, and in the blink of an eye, it was ten breaths again...

Two thousand years were unknowingly revealed in everyone's memory, especially that of the white-haired old man. At the moment of his struggle, his memory flashed ruthlessly and quickly. In these short twenty breaths, he Inside, I recall two thousand years.

His cultivation also gradually slumped, becoming less active and seemed to be slowly dissipating. As each breath passed, the old man saw that three thousand years ago, one of his favorite disciples died in the cracks of the Demon Sect. No remains were found, only a broken sword was sent back to the Wuji Sect.

He saw the broken sword, and the sadness from that year flooded into his heart again. He came to the scene four thousand years ago, and saw that five thousand years ago, he had not yet reached the perfection of the first decline of heaven and man, but was struggling hard, constantly in retreat, resisting the first decline of heaven and man, and in his own The smell of decay.

As his memory turned over, he seemed to have returned to the past. The pain that spread throughout his body was like a tide, and his cultivation level returned to five thousand years ago and dissipated rapidly.

He reached himself, and in that pain, he roared up to the sky and let out an unwilling roar. The roaring sound echoed in his mind, but it actually made the struggle in his eyes become more intense.

"I have practiced Taoism for nineteen thousand years, and I will never be willing to perish in this catastrophe of decline of heaven and humanity!! I have killed countless people in my life, and I have clearly understood the rules of blood. I am not willing to be reduced to the wreckage of heaven and earth. I am not willing to accept it!!! "

As the white-haired old man roared, there was a sound of shattering outside his body. With a bang, the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood and retreated quickly, but he struggled to use the Liuyue magical power!

Even as they were retreating, the red dots on the foreheads of all the monks around him flickered suddenly. They left the bodies of the monks one after another and went straight to the old man, blending into his body crazily. However, the old man's face was already... Pale, he stepped back and looked at Wang Lin, revealing unprecedented horror and shock!

"What kind of magical power is this!!!" He has never encountered such a weird magical power in his whole life. This magical power is beyond his imagination. If the girl struggles out at the critical moment, once the years are reversed, , he didn’t dare to think about the consequences!

For Wang Lin, he felt unfathomable for the first time. At this moment, he no longer had any intention of teaching or testing, but only endless astonishment!

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, but he was sighing in his heart. After all, he had just realized Liu Yue, and he still couldn't achieve perfection, and there was not much power in his body. The other party's cultivation was too strong. Reversal of five thousand years was already the limit, and there was no way. Leave this white-haired old man behind. But Wang Lin was confident in his magical power, which was enough to scare the old man out of his mind!

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